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Baroness Karen Part 3

Baroness Karen Part 3

There to meet and greet Aubrey, Natalie, Miranda, Stuart and Scarlet at the door were Catherine and Karen. It was snowing outside and the crystal flakes were gathering as snow; illuminating a quiet peace in that part of England. Johnathan had made a fire in the living room to entertain their guests. Elda had baked her famous recipe for a chocolate torte with fudge frosting. She and Karen had taken the time to create a Christmas tree and tiny little children gathered around the tree; on top of the cake.

Catherine was gracious and excited to meet Karen’s friends and their family. Another invitation to make out for their annual Christmas party; the more the merrier. “Come in, please come in.” said Catherine. Miranda was dressed in her black fur. Her hair in a French twist worn up. Her ruby earrings matched her lipstick. She was carrying Scarlet and of course Scarlet was wagging her tail; until she saw Spuddles and Trixie. Scarlet knew she was entering someone else’s territory perhaps even Spuddles and Trixie’s boundaries. Spuddles caught sight of Scarlet first. He MEOWED and MEOWED, yes sounding like an old dying cat, but he wasn’t. Scarlet was startled not to mention Miranda and Scarlet’s head moved closer to Miranda.

Catherine held out her hand to shake Miranda’s. “I can’t tell you how nice it is to meet you, Eve Nightingale. “Oh, My Lord! You know who I am Catherine? Well, I must say how honored I am that this town is finally getting a makeover due to my writing.” They both started laughing. Karen, Aubrey and Natalie kissed each other’s cheeks and Aubrey and Natalie looked at each other; blinking twice. It was part of their code. They already knew, that they were definitely going to stay for the sleepover. Miranda was just complimented. Miranda was beside herself. Catherine shook Stuart’s hand and wished the girls a “Merry Christmas.”

The house was grand. So cozy and warm. The Christmas tree lit and a fire burning in the fireplace. Miranda walked into the large living room and Johnathan came over to introduce himself to Miranda and Stuart. Johnathan couldn’t be happier to meet them. “Please, sit wherever you’d like.” While the grow ups conversed. Scarlet remained on Miranda’s lap. Trixie and Spuddles were wondering if she would come down. At least to get a smell of her. Frankly, I don’t think Spuddles or Trixie were ever exposed to the species of a dog. This was a brand new experience for them and I suppose us as the viewers. Just imagine what kind of reactions and feelings Spuddles and Trixie were experiencing. We don’t think in terms of animals having feelings; do we? But I think they do.

Well, never mind that, I think we should get on with the fire works of this potential scene; a celebration, witnessing Elda and Miranda getting along quite well. You can imagine. Elda so blatantly truthful and wise. Miranda so decisive, passionate and born with an ardent futuristic mind. Yes, indeed. As everyone found a comfortable place to sit and chat.

Trixie, the white fluffy Persian cat, jumped on the sofa where Miranda was sitting closely holding on to Scarlet. Trixie got close enough to smell Scarlet. Karen said to Miranda, “My cat’s name is Trixie.” Miranda reassured Scarlet by petting her and said, “Now be nice to Scarlet your new friend.” Trixie was charming and she turned close enough to Scarlet’s face with a light brush of her fluffy tail. Well, Scarlet got a whiff of Trixie and with Miranda reassuring her, she started to sniff Trixie. Scarlet was no chicken. She had chased many a wild rabbits into their holes. That was part of her nature. She freed herself from Miranda’s firm grip and she and Trixie were sniffing and Trixie said, “Meeeoowww”. Scarlet barked at Trixie twice, acknowledging she liked her new friend. Before you knew it, Scarlet jumped off the plush sofa and Scarlet and Trixie were acting as if they knew each other for years.

Scarlet would bounce toward Trixie and then run around one of the tea tables and Trixie was trying to act as if she couldn’t catch Scarlet. At that point, Elda walked in with the chocolate torte in her hands and set it down on the center coffee table. Elda went right over and introduced herself to Miranda. “Hello, Miranda it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Catherine’s mother and a very proud grandmother to my granddaughter Karen.”

Miranda said, “Well, I can’t tell you what a welcoming surprise it is to meet you Elda, your beautiful daughter Catherine, Johnathan and of course Karen. A wonderful friend to Aubrey and Natalie, my cherished daughters. We actually needed a night out to socialize with friends and I’m glad the girls convinced me.” Aubrey and Natalie doing that blinking eye code once again.

“Well, I have a question for you Miranda and I hope it’s not to personal for me to be so inquisitive by my very nature. Of course if you choose not to answer that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t get a slice of my favorite chocolate torte recipe.” said Elda

“Elda I invite all your questions concerning my new book. It’s a pleasure that people want to take the time to understand my writing and ambition.” said Miranda.

“Well, first of all do tell us about yourself?” asked Elda. Elda was inquisitive in this life and into her next. Of course if I believed in next lives my curiosity would get the best of me, in the present life thinking to much about the next life. Did that make any sense to you? Perhaps that’s the very reason science fiction writers prefer to write in the future. The accomplishments according to all these scientific writers are significant and who wouldn’t want to take a futuristic peek. Let’s get back to Miranda in her element.

“Well, I’ve written my first book and I’ve had the pleasure of attending a few book tours and I have simply met the most magnificent people who are enjoying the book to my delight.”

“Yes it’s a fascinating read.” said Elda

Catherine looked at her mother rather surprised. “Really mother we haven’t shared many conversations about the book.”

“Well my dear Catherine I took upon myself to glance at it when Karen and I went to Dover’s Publishing.”

Then Elda stood and walked to the book case in the elegant room. She did more than glance at it; she bought it! Elda was terribly excited and Karen was just as excited for her grandmother. She opened the book case and took out the book. Walking in her red velvet dress. Those beautiful pearls and necklace. Her hair not completely white. Rosy cheeks and dab of eyeliner. Elda was lucky born with long curled eyelashes. She was spunky and blatantly truthful. Her virtuous ways.

“Miranda would you give me the honor and pleasure of signing your book on behalf of myself and all the other women who are so enthralled with the romance.” said Elda.

Catherine eyes grew astronomically bigger staring at Elda.

“What a lovely idea.” said Karen “Would you be a dear Karen and bring your mother’s copy from upstairs.” said Catherine. Of course she wanted Eve Nightingale to autograph her copy of the book.

“I already have it waiting for you mother, it’s in the book case as well; like grandmothers.” said Karen. Catherine tried not to look surprised.

Miranda was beside herself, two book signings on this blessed night. Makes you want to have your own copy, I mean Miranda’s book, not the one your reading now. Now what would that feel like, as an author, I mean.

Miranda opened Elda’s copy and said, “To my dear friend Elda. This is just the beginning of a wonderful friendship. ~ Always Eve Nightingale”